Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Jayceon gently touched his aching shoulder, watching through the car window as Arabella broke down, crying while running across the street.

This was the second time he had heard the word ‘regret‘ from her lips.

But he didn’t like how she always used ‘death‘ to threaten and test him.

Feeling annoyed, Jayceon drove to the Empire Club.

Samuel Brennan kindly reminded Jayceon, “Is it possible that Arabella isn’t threatening you, that divorcing you is what she really wants, and you’re just too confident?”

Jayceon’s tone was certain. “She went to see Georgina today.

Called her a mistress, threatened to take back the house

Georgina lives in, and tried to force her to leave Zelmere with

the child. She doesn’t want to divorce me at all!”

Samuel fell silent.

Although the Arabella of today was no longer the bright and

proud Ms. Palmer she once was.

But the pride in her bones was still there. She would never lower herself to cause trouble for Georgina and her child.

Samuel said, “Even if Arabella did go to her, it’s only because you two pushed her to the edge. Arabella’s not in the wrong here.”

Jayceon rubbed his temples wearily. “I’m out of the country on business this week. Keep an eye on things for me. I’m afraid Arabella will cause trouble for Georgina again.”

Samuel rolled his eyes at Jayceon. “Then why don’t you just

take Georgina and the child with you?”

Jayceon frowned.

Samuel said, “Or you could just kill Arabella to end all future

trouble.”

Jayceon looked at Samuel. “…”

Samuel spread his hands. “Or you could die. Then the two of

them would naturally quiet down.”

Jayceon walked towards the door of the private dining room.

He stopped at the door. “Arabella lost her job. I’m worried she won’t be able to calm down and will go argue with my

grandfather. I’ll have Kim spend more time with him during this period. If anything happens, call me immediately.”

The third day after Jayceon left.

Arabella’s jewelry was sold.

And the buyer signed an agreement with her that if they wanted

to resell the jewelry, Arabella would be the first buyer.

As soon as the 225 million dollars arrived, Arabella immediately

treated Zachary to a meal to thank him.

In the restaurant, Zachary asked Arabella again, “How are you

doing with the job situation?”

Arabella asked hesitantly, “Zachary, I heard the Hamilton family has private hospitals all over the world. Could you let me go to the branch in country T? It’s the birthplace of Singing Bowl

therapy, and I’d like to study it while I’m there.”

Zachary saw through her but didn’t expose it. “I can make one phone call and you can go anytime. It just depends on when you’re ready to leave.”

Arabella: “In three days.”

Zachary: “I’ll arrange it for you tonight when I get back. The hospital will cover all your travel expenses.”

After parting with Zachary, Arabella went to the supermarket, bought a lot of groceries, and went home to personally cook a huge meal.

That evening, her father came home from work, and her brother was home for the weekend, so Arabella happily had dinner with her family.

Seeing the gray hairs at her parents‘ temples, Arabella felt a

pang in her heart.

But to buy back that set of jewelry as soon as possible, Arabella

had to leave her parents and make a name for herself.

After dinner, the family gathered in the living room to chat.

Arabella took out two cards and handed one to her mother,

Kayla. “Dad, Mom, that set of jewelry has been sold. I’ve split the 225 million dollars between two cards. I’m keeping 150

million dollars to pay back Jayceon and divorce him. You keep

the rest.”

Arabella lowered her head, hesitating for a long while before

mustering the courage to say, “Dad, Mom, I plan to go abroad

for a while to study. I’ll try to come back soon.”

Arabella’s parents looked at each other, too heartbroken to

speak.

Finally, it was Kayla who spoke up. “Go. You’re still young. Do

whatever you want to do. Don’t worry about us.”

Behind Arabella, her brother Emmett Palmer stood at his

bedroom door, his eyes red. His fingers were clutching the door

frame, and he watched his sister with a pursed lip, not saying a

word.

Arabella knew that as long as she asked, her parents would definitely support her.

That night, Arabella went to her brother’s room.

Seeing her brother silently curled up in a beanbag chair playing

games, Arabella walked over, ruffled his short hair, and took the

headphones off his ears.

Her voice was full of reluctance. “Emmett, while I’m abroad

studying, come home on weekends and help Mom and Dad

with the chores. I’ll bring you back a gift when I return.”